This is a small sad tale of an angel having to pick up the soul of the dead. The angels job is somewhat difficult but is needed to be done right. And only choose the right Angels to be sent down. Really there's nothing more to it than that. Hope you enjoy.
Soy una contradicción, mi querida Hermione Granger. Soy lo mejor y lo peor de todo. Y ¿Qué si miento? Al menos soy sincero al respecto. Traducción de "Contradictios and Lies" de AnneM.Oliver.(Translated by ItsDracoAddict)
Got some bad news. A coping mechanism (poetry) about my coping mechanism (not coping).
I thought I'd try and articulate the feeling of losing yourself in someone's eyes. They say the eyes are windows into the soul among other things.
I don't know how to describe this. It's just how I am feeling. I wrote this three days ago and have never been so uncertain about something I've written until now.
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Welcome one and welcome all, to the lair of Davy Jones…
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Forgiveness and love can be like an alignment of the planets and stars...perfect...fate.
I'm a contradiction my dear, Hermione Granger. I'm the best and the worst of it. So what if I lie? At least I'm truthful about it. A poem - not a story. One Shot